Women’s March

I was planning on going to the women’s march today with friends. The plan was to be at their house and take the train downtown.

The very moment we set a time on Tuesday I couldn’t shake this feeling of dread or fear. It lasted all day on Tuesday, kept coming back around at every pause in the day,

Wednesday when I woke up it was the first thing I thought of and my heart started racing, I texted them and cancelled and the feeling lifted.

I am not sure what it was about, they are there and this is for sure a time I Do Not Want To Be Right, But I also am learning to honor my feelings. At almost 55 years old you would think I would know better how to do or not do what I want. But I’m still learning,

As it turns out Thursday was a very late night at work. Followed by a co-worker coming down with the flu and my heading back into the office at 8:30 in the morning, a short 6 hours after getting home, I got home by 11pm but the getting up to go this morning at 6 would have been difficult. Maybe the dread was the universe knowing I would want to sleep in this morning.

I will write extra letters this week on women’s rights. I’m sure my senators are sick of hearing from me. I have gotten several “thank yous” back so at least staff is getting them.

March on all you fearless ladies. I’m there is spirit.

crammed 3-day weekend

My friend Katherine came in town Thursday evening and we crammed all kinds of events into a fun 3-day weekend.  Museum, a beach walk, a hike and a couple movies.

Friday held a couple of things, taking the train downtown to support the youth climate strike.  The brownie and girl scout troops chanting out climate change slogans was definitely the highlight of that event.

Once we were back home we got dressed up went out for sushi and then to the Downton Abby movie.  It was super silly to dress up for the movie and super fun.  The ticket taker even commented on our dresses.  The movie was fun, light hearted and a nice break from reality.

Saturday we headed to the Latin American Art Museum in Long Beach, it wasn’t a big exhibit but pretty awesome anyway.  There were three artists on display Tomas Ochoa, Carlos Almaraz and Osmeivy Ortega.

The Tomas Ochoa pieces were gunpowder on canvas and huge.  I went to his website and even wikipedea and still don’t know how he does these.  But this one was my favorite of those on display



The art from Osmeivy Ortega was amazing as well.  Prints made from carvings he had made.  This one is titled The Weight of the Conscience.  The print on the paper was amazing, but the carving it was made from even more so.

From there we went to the beach, had a lovely walk, watched the birds and the water and got a little sun burned.


We decided last minute to see yet another movie and went to see Hustlers, it was not such a low key movie as the night before, but I did enjoy it and it was thought provoking. We then made a low key dinner at home and relaxed the rest of the night.  Heading to Portuguese Bend Nature Reserve in Palos Verdes Sunday morning for a hike.  A hike that shouldn’t have been as difficult as it was.  But it was.  By the time we hiked down to the bottom and headed back up the combination of my legs being toast from the hike down and the heat in the 90’s made for a slow going me on the way back up.  But I made it, not quickly by any means.  This hike topped off my sunburn and I have ended up with an end of the season tan heading into fall.


Once we got back home and showered off the hike we headed out for a late lunch at one of my favorite places and this Whiskey Pedro was the reward I gave myself.


It all sounds very cosmopolitan with museums and sushi, cocktails and a crammed weekend.  Now to get back to my regularly scheduled routine.

Fashion Week and Hostel Living

We traveled back to Florence today via train. Not to much drama there except close connections. Good thing we have experience with trains even if its a couple years old. Judy who was traveling alone and part of the sketching tour changed her ticket so she could travel in with us because she was nervous on just how to do it.

Good thing because as we are rushing from one (late) train to another that was to leave in three minutes I rushed up to the platform with my bag on my back and carrying Loris. That left her to help Judy with one of her bags. I jumped onto the car with Lori right behind me when the doors closed, leaving poor Judy outside. She couldn’t open the door from outside but I was able to open from inside and she joined us and her bag for the rest of the event-less trip.

We then got to Florence where it is fashion week and packed full of beautifully dressed people. Lots of us regulars as well but so very much fashion. Our goal in getting back early in the day was to make it to Boboli garden.

We dropped our bags at the only room we could find during fashion week (well there were severely overpriced rooms around) which is a hostel. Then we trecked over to and through Boboli garden. It is huge and it was hot and we found ourselves moving from one shady spot to another but I am very glad we made it.

We leave early tomorrow, we already have a taxi set up for 6:45 so for now we are just chilling in our hot hostel resting some very tired feet.

Wing Span

This Heron arrived near the end of my walk today.  Just as I was rounding the last corner to leave the park (Eldorado Nature Center) it swooped in and landed on the branch.  I was so thrilled to see the huge wing span and the graceful landing.  None of that is in this photo of course and although I stood there for a few minutes I didn’t even notice all those turtles until I looked at the picture later.

Today was one of those back-to-back days.  I got up and started laundry, headed out to the park for my walk stopping for gas and to drop off and pick up dry cleaning on my way.

Plenty of stuff to do today but it was just beautiful out and I wanted to get my walk in somewhere besides the neighborhood.  On my way home I stopped at both Sprouts and Trader Joes.

When I finally got home it was after noon.  But it being Friday I though I would be working from home so still a couple of hours to get some things done before work.  But I logged in and was told there was too much print stuff going on, most of it complicated and would be best if I went in.

So I tossed the load in the dryer, the perishables in the fridge and got in the shower.  My drive to work on Fridays is horrid, this is how I ended up working from home on Fridays.  Today was not any better. I had grabbed an apple and some of my home-made almond butter (so good) for we’ll call it breakfast as I hadn’t eaten anything yet.  Threw together a salad and got out of there about 1:15, squeaking in at 2:30.

If I had known this morning I would have had to go to the office today, I probably would have skipped the nature center and just walked in my neighborhood.  I’m so glad I didn’t know and enjoyed the walk and this amazing sight of the Heron landing.


Stepping it up

Since I haven’t had a gym membership since the end of January, I have been trying to get my exercise organically, it however has not been consistent.  Part of that is the time of year for me at work.  In February I was getting some a lot of yoga. I bought classes that expired in a month that kept me going to use them all up.  The next batch I bought was a 20 pack, they don’t expire and I think I’ve gone once.  I book and then cancel, repeat.  Part of it is my long hours, the timing in the morning and the extra hour needed to drive 30 min there and back.

My newest goal, one hatched on Saturday morning was that I was going to get up every single morning at 6:00 a.m. and go for a walk.  Before it gets hot out, before anything else happens, heck before I’m awake enough to cancel and then I would still have time for yoga or yard work or anything else scheduled for the day.

So I set my alarm 6:00 a.m.  I even put out my clothes and shoes.  Sunday morning 6:00 a.m. comes and my first thought was it is Sunday, I have lots of time to fit this in and hit snooze.  When it went off again I turned it off and dozed a bit more.  But I was up and out the door before 7:00 for a lovely 2.5 mile walk to the park and back.  It was a dream walk.  One that if every morning were like that how would you ever miss one.  It was cool yet sunny and oh so quiet and still.  A stillness that is never our neighborhood.

Monday when the 6:00 alarm went off I realized it was STILL DARK OUTSIDE and did the same thing.  But I didn’t get out of the house until 8:00 ish and I tell you an almost pre-dawn walk on a Sunday beats an 8:00 a.m., pushing 80 degrees, lots of cars, children walking to school walk on Monday.

I got home late last night and went straight to bed, but it was after midnight.  So I decided to change the alarm to 6:30 to take into consideration the light issue and give myself a few more minutes.  I thought maybe I had turned off my 6:30 alarm this morning while sleeping and just kept sleeping.  That is until my 6:30 alarm for this morning went off at work tonight.

I didn’t get up until 8:00.  Made Lori breakfast and talked to her for a bit.  When she left for school at 9:30 I headed to the car wash, then to the grocery store.  Once I got back home and got everything put away it was 11:00 I had to go then or miss day 3 of my new goal.  I walked the other direction, turned at the school and back around.  Still getting in two miles and luckily for me there was a nice breeze and not the 90 degrees out like yesterday.

I got back about 11:45 and whipped up some cornbread to bake.  Made my breakfast then and dinner to take to work and then got ready for work.  Pulling the cornbread out just before leaving.

Three days in and over 7 miles walked.  Also this lovely cornbread with roasted green chilis and vegan cashew pesto!  Lori says I’m Messing with an original….but I bet she eats it anyway.